OOOOO Ven-ZO 2S 112:14, AIM

KDone

Fire fills the void as steam pours from her ears. Failure. That word so large, for only 7 characters. Her emptiness expands larger like the bellowing storm clouds on a hot summer night. Punishment. So full of promise for those failures. It’s not a threatit’s a promise. Promises - broken more than hearts. What builds as it breaks? Resentment. The fake dependability. The cherished lie. Promises are becoming apologies - overused, over said, never meant, never important. What fuels ones fire? What has meaning to anyone anymore. Pain. Pain creates motivation. That’s all anyone lives for anymore.